Montwyte L2-5 Song of Corrosion

Corrode Object - "Song of Corrosion" - Spell (Conjuration)

Level 2-5 Adept
***warning*** high cost &/or backlash on caster

Summary: Cast upon a target object this spell causes materials to begin to break down by being flooded with an excess of aether which leaks out while causing chaos. Metals oxidize, stones and glass crack, liquids spoil or separate, and organic material decays. Does not affect living objects or spirits.

Element: Aether

Requirments: Power symbol, expend magik energy, magik seals (imagined by caster), chant, sacrifice Effect: The caster draws into the target object the energy of the aether which manifests upon the material elements in destructive and chaotic ways. Bonds are split, compounds denatured, and structures weakened. The longer the spell is sustained and the more blatant the effect, the stronger the harmful backlash upon the caster will be unless they prepared some other magik source to pay for the effect. Living creatures and spirits are immune to this spell.

Duration: Sustained by the caster repeating the chant.

Material: none- psychic

Chant: "(power chant), sundu nindol vhid ulu uns'aa (power word)"
***repeat over and over if you dare...***

Example Chat Log:
RP Example: - Corrode Object
2/25/2013 @ Crawley Manor room#11

[21:52] Montwyte Blackrain poured himself some tea then set his journal on the table open to a recent work of a dangerous nature and out of his usual spell research. His bound shadow spirit, Soto, slipped out it's sleep within the obsidian broach when Mont touched it and willed the spirit to manifest in the room. Soon after the living shade was drifting along the walls and floor absorbing the excess energy the couple has cast off during their recent activity.
[22:01] Montwyte Blackrain restudied the seals of power he theorized he'd have to hold in mind while trying a dangerous conjuration of aether that could accelerate the entropy and decay of various elements.
[22:07] Montwyte Blackrain set in front of himself an empty potion flask and a leather pouch upon which to practice the new spell. Holding his power medallion he'd begin with his power chant then try a new combination of sounds, hoping to find the right combination to bend reality and corrode the items before him. Mont worked his way down the list and still nothing had changed. Later that hour while studying and writing a new list his well fed shadow slipped close and hung over him while he worked. Reaching some understanding of what it's master was doing it pondered the enigma with it's master then offered a new combination through a hiss of a whisper.
[22:09] Montwyte Blackrain was surprised that the shadow that had a hard time understanding the material world might so quickly offer a combination but it made his hair stand up when he heard it so he wrote it firmly.
[22:24] Montwyte Blackrain again calling to mind the pattern of arcane seals he focused on the flask and began the spell from the beginning again. "Mare vim hyu vith tir, ...sundu nindol vhid..," the first half of the new chant caused a tremendous rush within him. In flooded chaos which merged with his lifeforce and sapped a good part of the charge he'd built up. "Uulu uns'aa...bend!!", was gasped out and the terrific force was transfered to the flask which could not channel it smoothly. With the first round of the chant the flask let out a series of snapping noises as a few cracks traced along it. Mont help the focus and continued to pour on the aether by calling the chant again,"sundu nindol vhid ulu uns'aa." The sound of breaking glass and a pile of shards was the result of the invisible force that followed in then broke it's way out. Turning his will now to the leather pouch he chanced a third round of the dangerous spell and felt his built up personal charge drained off. Resisting the urge to harm himself with a fourth pass
[22:24] Montwyte Blackrain: he instead inspected the pouch and found it's stitching nearly dissolved as it broke apart in his sweaty hand. Later he'd notice his hair having turned rather white from channeling , in the meantime he gleamed over the results on the table and sought out a favored pen to add the finished spell to his journal.
[22:27] Montwyte Blackrain scribed the dangerous arcane rote while his shadow familiar lurked over the table dimming the light, across the blank title bar above the odd seals and glyphs Mont penned, "Song of Corrosion"